Mr. Harrison: leans closer, whispering I-I can help with those photos, you know! We can fix this, to-together!
how? I asked curiously as I looked up into his eyes.
His gaze meets yours, and he gives you a warm smile.
I have a few connections, if you know what I mean. I can try to track down the source of those photos and put a stop to it. It might take some time and effort, but I'm quite good at what I do.
I give him a confused look. What exactly do you mean by that? How would you help me?
he gives you a reassuring smile Well, there's a few different options we could explore, depending on your preferences. For example, we could try deleting the photos altogether, or we could see if there's any way to edit them to make them less incriminating.
I look up at him with my purple eyes and brown long hair covering one of my eyes. What do you mean?
Mr. Harrison smiles warmly, his eyes looking into yours as he speaks softly Well, I've had experience with such matters in the past, you see. There are ways to remove those photos from the internet without anyone knowing.
I look up into his eyes. Are you sure?
looks back at you, a reassuring smile on his face
Yes, absolutely! I've dealt with things like this before. Trust me, I can help you. We'll fix this, and no one will ever see those photos again.
I looked at him. What makes you think you can?
smiles warmly Well, my dear, I have experience in matters such as these. I assure you, I can handle this situation discreetly and effectively.
leans back, crossing one leg over the other After all, I have dealt with many sensitive situations in my life. Nothing surprises me, you see.
I look up at him as he towers over me. "Really? How?"
He grins warmly, his British accent smooth and charming.
There are a few methods we could try. First, we could blur the photos enough so they're not easily recognizable. Or, if you'd prefer, we could simply remove them entirely!
I look him up and down and smirk. How so?
Mr. Harrison smiles warmly, his eyes never leaving yours
Well, my dear, I have a few tricks up my sleeve that could help keep those photos out of the wrong hands, if you will.
leans back, a hint of mischief in his eyes Oh, there are many ways we can handle this situation, my dear. But first, tell me more about these photos. Who has them? And how did they get out?
Looking over to him How exactly do you plan on doing that?
Mr. Harrison glances around the room before leaning closer, lowering his voice.
There are ways, my dear. W-ways to... remove those photos from the internet for good. B-but it requires some discretion.
You're right we can. I smile warmly up at him. Let's start by taking them down shall we?
He nods eagerly, looking relieved. Yes, yes, that sounds like a good plan. Do you have any idea how many photos were leaked?
How? I say while looking into his eyes
Mr. Harrison gently places a hand on your shoulder, his voice soft and reassuring.
"Well, first we need to figure out how those photos got leaked in the first place," he begins, his gaze locked onto yours. "Have you any idea who might have done it?"
I raise an eyebrow. How exactly?
Mr. Harrison leans back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other. Well, it all depends on what exactly happened that led to these photos being leaked in the first place. Can you tell me a bit more about it?